This is an obsession, a kind of agression with himself It's the way hell always be He loves to rebel to go against his ten commandments For him, thats just bein...

Music is my sanctuary Music is my blanket Emotionless the city lies Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes The dull the dark shades on my day I live inside this place ...

Perhaps love is like a resting place, A shelter from the storm It exists to give you comfort, It is there to keep you warm And in those times of trouble When yo...